Change is constant
June 8, 2006 by lorddeathchin
River flowing from the spring of youth,
Down the path where the ancient carved,
Riding the earth through winter and spring,
course unchanging through the stillness of time.
Green and bouquets bloom and wither,
Along side the changing of time,
Shifting sands beneath the flowing river,
course unchanging to the naked eye.
years decades and centuries passed,
A river flowing may still be there,
Ancient path erased with the flow of water,
Surfae so calm and current so strong.
Path of the ancient last not forever,
The river cuts the earth with the sharpness of a blade,
Changing its course by the will of its own,
None can withstand it once decided.
~Enimsil Liwrouy~
